Since the end of the Great Dao Tribulation, although Han Huang has gained great fortune, he found that his cultivation level is difficult to grow, as if he has reached its limit.

He is the Hongmeng Demon God, how can he have his limit?

Are those who create Taoism better than him?

impossible!

Han Huang fell into thinking. Could it be that he had too many killing karma that led to Hongmeng's inability to transform?

But he observed other great Dao Realms. Except for the great Dao Realm that created the Taoist, other great Dao Realms cannot successfully condense the supreme rules. In other words, the existences who are supreme and perfect in the great Dao are temporarily on the same starting line.

From the prototype of the Dao Realm to the Dao Realm, this process is extremely difficult!

The Taoists of Creation did not guide the Taoists to the supreme ones. Even if they were asking their own people, they just answered that the path to the Taoists of Creation varies from person to person. How stable the Taoist realm depends on personal creation.

Just when Han Huang was irritated, footsteps came from the darkness next to him.

I saw a figure slowly walking towards me.

Han Huang was not surprised and didn't even turn around and look.

The figure was pitch black all over, and his body was like a human being. His face showed a pair of red-bottomed and black eyes, which looked gloomy and evil.

"It takes time to condense the Great Dao Realm. How long has the chaos evolved? How long has it been for your Hongmeng?"

The red-eyed and dark shadow smiled, with a slight sarcastic tone.

Han Huang snorted: "I know, but even if it takes time, at least I can feel the progress, right?"

The red-eyed black shadow spoke, "There are five Taoists nowadays, and your father is one of them. Why don't you ask him for advice?"

Han Huang sighed, "How can I find him again?"

He is not Chu Xiaoqi, he is naturally strong. With a strong talent, if he can do so, he will try not to rely on Han Jue if he can.

The red-eyed black shadow snorted: "It's so pretentious. Your physical body is being saved by your parents and has been saved by your father many times. Do you really think it's up to yourself? You start from scratch and completely, just rely on your father and dare not accept reality. Perhaps it's the reason why you can't succeed."

Hearing this, Han Huang's face looked ugly in an instant, but he was not angry.

The red-eyed black shadow continued to mock him: "Now there are three Hongmeng demon gods, Shiyuan Hongmeng, and Huang Zuntian are all Hongmeng demon gods. Your qualifications are no longer unique, let go of your arrogance."

"So what if I let go of my arrogance? If my father could guide the path of the Creator, the Hidden Sect would have already come out of the second Creator, and so would other Creators."

"Maybe they don't want anyone to reach the Creator, even their own people, because the Creator is supreme and has very few."

“…”

Han Huang was silent, and the red-eyed and dark shadow didn't say much, and retreated back to the darkness.

The hall was silent.

Han Huang slowly stood up, his eyes became deep, and he murmured: "Maybe I really should ask."

He then disappeared into the hall.

A few days later, Han Jue met Han Huang.

Han Huang asked the method of creator of enlightenment. Han Jue did not speak nonsense, but directly preached and expressed his creative experience. Han Jue naturally would not be stingy with his son.

However, the method of creating Taoists to achieve enlightenment is extremely difficult, and it is useless to know how to build the Great Dao Realm. After all, each Great Dao Realm is different. If you want to achieve enlightenment, you either rely on qualifications or sudden enlightenment.

It is not difficult for Han Jue to obtain the creation Taoist by relying on his qualifications and the ultimate demon god.

But he couldn't tell Han Huang directly about this.

After a long time, after Han Jue finished speaking, Han Huang was awake and he quickly saluted Han Jue and expressed his gratitude.

The father and son did not exchange greetings, and Han Huang left.

Seeing Han Huang's excited appearance, Han Jue couldn't help but shake his head.

If this kid still fails, he won’t hold a grudge against me, right?

Han Jue had already seen Han Huang produce inner demons. This kid also created inner demons into clones and often talked to each other. This time Han Huang came here because the clones of inner demons were persuaded.

The scene of father and son fighting each other may not be impossible.

Han Jue looked to the future, and Han Huang's future continued to the realm of Creator Taoist. Although he had always regarded him as his target, he had never crossed the line against him.

The future is infinite and there is no end.

Han Jue withdrew his gaze and continued to practice.

Since the end of the Great Dao Tribulation, he suddenly felt that time passed very slowly. Perhaps his cultivation level had improved too slowly, which led to a lot of decline in his passion for cultivation.

no!

Can't be paralyzed!

Those who created Taoism were so relaxed that they were unable to make progress.

But you can't practice blindly. The Ninth Chaos is to focus on practicing, giving Han Jue the opportunity to rise.

Ninth Chaos probably couldn't even figure it out until he died. He just took a nap and gave Han Jue a chance. How could Han Jue create a temple that even the Taoist created during this period of time that even the Taoist created could not enter.

Han Jue needs to practice, but he cannot practice too much.

He looked at the corner, and a cloud of gray gas was suspended in the corner. It was the will of the Ninth Chaos, who were receiving the enslavement of the Zhongyuan Tianzhu. The disciples entering and leaving did not notice the specialness of the gray gas.

Han Liang had been curious about him, but was shouted out by Han Jue and never dared to get close again.

Han Liangtian is not afraid of the earth or the earth, but he is afraid of Han Jue, perhaps because of blood pressure.

The Demon God of Zhongyuan is ultimately stronger than his bloodline.

...

Under the old tree, Han Liang opened his eyes and looked at a man beside him angrily, who was Han Jue's disciple Murong Qi.

"Where is the promise to be with me?"

Han Liang said angrily, his two small fists clenched.

Murong Qi smiled and said, "Yes, I have indeed suppressed my cultivation, but the gap between my body cannot be suppressed."

Han Liang turned his head and looked like I didn't listen.

Murong stood up and prepared to leave.

"Ah! Why are you leaving? I haven't played it yet!"

"Forget it, you can't afford to play."

"Don't, Brother Murong, I was wrong!"

Han Liang hugged Murong Qi's right leg and said pitifully.

Murong Qi had no choice but to sit back.

Han Liang is now the darling of the entire temple. Because of his nature and physical strength, everyone likes him.

"Brother Murong, can you tell me about the outside world? Don't you often go out?"

Han Liangqi asked, no longer conducting simulation trials.

He also doesn't like being abused.

Murong Qi did not hide it. When talking about his experience of wandering around, he was excited and sighed. Han Liang's eyes widened, his fists clenched, and his screams were exclaiming.

"Han Liang, do you want to go out too?"

Murong Qi rubbed Han Liang's head and asked with a smile.

Han Liang nodded and said, "Of course, I'm tired of staying in the temple, but my grandfather didn't let me go out."

Murong Qi smiled and said, "It's true that you shouldn't go out. Once you go out, it's difficult to come back. Not only does your heart not want to come back, but your grandfather will not let you follow him to practice. The biggest opportunity in this world is your grandfather, you have to think about it."

Han Liang tilted his head and fell into thinking.

Murong Qi asked with a smile: "You have to find your goal in your practice. You can't just become stronger in general. Everyone has their own life and find the true meaning."
Chapter completed!